Chapter 184: Cursing Old Master Xinjun in Front of the Door

The man in front of him opened his mouth loudly. Ye Yang couldn't help but shook his head when he heard this.

He only had one Martial Golden Pill in his hand, and there was no way he could give it to the person in front of him.

Seeing that Ye Yang was not fooled, he rubbed his hands and said, "You Feitian Sect are really lucky. I heard that you got a purple lightning silver peach tree. If you don't have the martial gold elixir, a purple lightning silver peach will do."

Ye Yang changed the subject and did not answer.

"Senior is very knowledgeable, you must know where to find spiritual materials with properties like time."

"Time is colorless, invisible and tasteless, and the materials used are hard to find. I heard that there is a magical stone of time in the fairyland overseas. It was made after a star fell from the sky and was refined by the energy of the heavenly Gang. However, this thing is precious and rarely seen in the outside world."

"Overseas fairy mountain."

A trace of thought flashed across Ye's face, and he looked at Master Lu in front of him: "I wonder if you can explain it in more detail, Senior."

"Exchange them for natural treasures."

A hint of smile flashed in his eyes: "That fairy island is shrouded in the aura of the nine heavens, it is extremely hidden and difficult to find. Without my guidance, it would be hard to find its trace."

This is a way, and it is also the only place where Ye Yang can currently obtain time-related spiritual materials.

However, seeing that Ye Yang had no intention of taking any action, he hit the iron block on the forge with his huge hammer.

"Another stingy person. Hurry up and work. Don't delay the construction."

After saying that, he pushed a piece of crystalline ore to Ye Yang.

"Hit it well."

Ye Yang struck down with his hammer, but instead of breaking the huge piece of iron into scales, it was almost knocked out of his hand by a huge rebound force.

"Boy, it's very difficult to forge the Yuanshi this time, so you better learn it well."

He was deliberately making things difficult, and was filled with joy when he saw that the block of iron was being hammered continuously in Ye Yang's hands but it seemed difficult to shape.

He deliberately chose a stone to teach Ye Yang a lesson.

Ye Yang hammered hard, trying to beat the iron block into a feather-like object like dragon scales, but the progress was slow. Every time the hammer fell, a recoil force emerged.

But after beating for a long time, Ye Yang felt that the strength of his physical body was actually improving slowly through the beating.

He couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy in his eyes. Although the progress was extremely slow, it was indeed effective.

A ray of light bloomed on his body, and the sunshine shone everywhere as if the sun was hanging high in the sky.

His strength was gradually increasing, and the huge block of iron in front of him slowly changed its shape as he hammered it again and again.

Seeing that Ye Yang was not stumped by the Huiyuan Stone, but instead stimulated his potential, Master Lu frowned.

Ye Yang was completely unaware of the external objects and pounded hard. The huge Huiyuan Stone in his hand gradually took shape and then condensed into the outline of dragon scale feathers.

Master Lu came over.

"That's right. If we work hard, we will be able to gather what we need in less than half a month, and this mission can be completed sooner."

"I just realized it now. I heard that a genius who practices both sword and saber appeared in Feitianmen, but you?"

Ye Yang was suddenly startled. People are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. The previous chase was enough, and he didn't want to get himself involved in the vortex.

"Well, that's right. If you can be a little stronger, you will definitely be on the Dragon Suppression Ridge Hidden Dragon Ranking."

"By the way, your Feitian Sect has a disciple named Dugu Qiang, who seems to be ranked 38th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, nicknamed Tianmo Qiang."

The Yalongling Hidden Dragon List includes 365 disciples under the age of 60, each of them is a genius among geniuses.

Being on the list means that one's own cultivation potential and strength far exceed those of fellow cultivators.

Dugu Qiang was a very powerful person. As early as the competition for the Seven Flying True Immortals, he had already left the others far behind, forming a sharp contrast with the others.

And now, during his travels abroad, he seemed to have gained something else, which was even more extraordinary. He was awarded the title of Heavenly Demon Spear and ranked as high as 38th, which was not unexpected by Ye Yang.

Master Lu was very interested.

"Are you practicing the legendary Thirteen Swords of Time?"

Ye Yang remained silent and did not give a direct answer.

Master Lu continued, "The Thirteen Swords of Time is extraordinary and a good spiritual technique. No wonder you are looking for time-related spiritual materials."

Master Lu was impressed, as he had once seen it in an ancient book.

The Thirteen Swords of Time were passed down from the legendary demon king Changsheng Lao, who occasionally appears in the world.

Three hundred and fifty-six years ago, there was a powerful monk holding the Sword of Time, following the will of heaven, and walking to the vast Tongtian River.

One day, he swung his sword, and the sword light instantly turned into the power of thirteen swords, which directly cut off the Tongtian River. The sword light crossed the sky, piercing through more than three thousand miles, and cut a mountain into thirteen pieces.

Later, someone went to check, only to find that the place where the knife was cut had changed dramatically over time and the land had withered.

Ye Yang did not answer Master Lu's question. He was carefully hammering the Huiyuan Stone in his hand and turned a deaf ear to everything happening in the outside world.

……

Outside the Feitianmen Mountain Gate, the river is surging.

The river breeze blew up to the mountain peak, shrouding the entire Feitian Gate in white mist, making it seem even more ethereal and fairy-like.

A shabby scholar carried a long sword on his back. He was thin and looked like a withered ghost. He was panting before he had taken a few steps. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt and had a head full of black hair.

But there is always an indelible sadness between his brows.

He saw the big words "Feitianmen" on the mountain gate, and then looked at the many disciples who were guarding the area tightly, and shouted loudly, "That sword master Ye Yang is from your Feitianmen. Tell him quickly and ask him to come out to greet him. This means that I, the sick scholar Zhu Xingyu, am dissatisfied."

"After all, I am also on the Hidden Dragon List of Yalongling. I don't believe that Ye Yang is stronger than me and can withstand Luo Changsheng's sword."

Hearing this, the disciples were greatly surprised.

The man in front of him had a face like a hungry ghost and a thin body, but he was actually a talented person on the Hidden Dragon List.

It should be noted that most of the handsome heroes on the Hidden Dragon List come from aristocratic families. Although there are occasional independent cultivators who emerge out of nowhere, they are ultimately a minority among the minority.

The mysterious sword tester Luo Changsheng, who had come all the way and challenged 365 sects without a single defeat, could be described as a rare talent among men.

The most important thing is that the opponent is too strong and only picks on masters. The 18th, 46th and 123rd sword masters on the Hidden Dragon List were all defeated by him.

Although this sick scholar Zhu Xingyu had never fought against Luo Changsheng, he was quite impressed when he heard that Luo Changsheng had fought against two masters of swords and sabers before he left for the Western Regions.

I have come from afar specially to establish my reputation.

With a smile on his face, he ignored everyone and just lay outside the Feitian Gate, using his sword as a bed.

He came from the Purgatory Palace, which was a very powerful palace. It had been close to the Blood Demon Sect for many years and practiced with the energy of hell and death. So the sect was not weak.

And this person's identity is quite mysterious. It has only been a little over ten years since he broke through to the warrior realm.

However, his identity is unknown in Purgatory Palace, and even his cultivation method is unknown to everyone. All they know is that he has the evil spirit of death and sickness in his body, and he has a thin body. He also loves reading and is called the Sick Scholar.

Zhu Xingyu challenged Feitianmen in front of the gate and almost didn't take Feitianmen seriously.

He came here in the name of exchanging ideas with his fellow practitioners. If the Feitian Sect ignored the sect's ethics and forcibly killed him, it would definitely anger the Purgatory Palace behind them.

……

On the other hand, after refining the Yuan Stone,
Ye Yang was practicing the Thirteen Swords of Time in the courtyard.

The knife slashed out with sharp light and mottled light and shadows.

Ye Yang heard a message from Xiu Ya

"Zhu Xingyu, the sick scholar ranked 268th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, is challenging us from outside the door!"

Ye Yang thought about the name carefully. Zhu Xingyu was very powerful and was ranked on the Hidden Dragon List. He had a great reputation in the martial arts world.

It’s just that it’s not an activity of this generation, and many people haven’t heard of it. Today, he suddenly came to Feitianmen to challenge, and he must have something to rely on.

There was a sound of thunder in the void. Before Ye Yang could make any move, he heard loud roars coming from outside the sect.

"Ye Yang, you are an expert in both swords and sabers. If you have the guts, come and fight me. I will make sure you never return after today's battle."

Thunder suddenly sounded.

Zhu Xingyu seemed to have practiced a unique secret technique, and his voice was as loud as thunder.

But Ye Yang ignored his shouting and cursing.

Ye Yang gave Xiu Ya a few instructions, and Xiu Ya hurried out of the courtyard following Ye Yang's instructions.

The shouting and cursing was too loud, and many high-ranking warriors in the sect frowned slightly.

This person seems a bit too arrogant. When dealing with people of the same mind, he shouldn't be so aggressive.

Even if the other party has a powerful background, their shouting like this shows that they do not take Feitianmen seriously.

……

Outside the sect.

Xiu Ya found a sect-guarding disciple and gave him a few instructions. Immediately, a disciple came out and clasped his fists towards Zhu Xingyu.

"I have no choice but to receive you, but Dharma Protector Ye has not been in the sect recently. I hope you can forgive me."

Zhu Xingyu still refused to give in.

"If he's not in the sect, then where did he go?"

The disciple was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer. After thinking for a while, he continued speaking.

"I can't guess the whereabouts of the sect's guardian. I think he is out on a mission."

Zhu Xingyu snorted coldly.

"I am here on behalf of my fellow believers. Could it be that Cheng Feitian is so cowardly that he would refuse a fight? If Ye Yang is not here, will no one else dare to fight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout came from the door.

"Get lost! How can Feitian Sect tolerate a young man like you to act so recklessly?"

Before Zhu Xingyu could react, he felt that the world was shrouded in black sword intent. A cold snort was like rolling thunder, and the raging waves made him feel slightly stuffy in his chest.

The other party just snorted, and his extremely high level of swordsmanship was revealed.

Zhu Xingyu had already known about Feitian Sect. The moment the black sword light appeared, he knew who was speaking.

"So it was Elder Ge the Sword King who came in front. I am so sorry for the disrespect. I heard that even though you suppressed your cultivation, you were still no match for Luo Changsheng. It's really shameful! You are living like a dog at such an old age."

Everyone was shocked. No one expected Zhu Xingyu to be so rampant.

Not only did he dare to yell at Ye Yang in front of the Feitian Gate, but even when facing Ge Canhong, a famous sword master in the late stage of warrior realm, he was not afraid at all and laughed at him.

One can't help but doubt the purpose of his visit.

(End of this chapter)